There is a stone bridge in the town of incense candles, which is ordinary and unremarkable, so ordinary that it does not even have a name, and it looks very dilapidated after years of wind and sun, and is crawling with green old moss.

Shirakawa followed Guan Er to the edge of the stone bridge with all his thoughts, carrying food in his hands, and looking all the way.

Incense Candle Town is still the same as before, there are many monks on the mountain, but most of them come here to do some business or stop here to replenish before entering the main city of Wenlu, although there are many monks, most of them are just busy with errands in some sects.

Alas, the monks of the Seven Realms Yuan Infant Realm, these are all face-saving characters, how can they bounce on the streets.

Not to mention the Zhengjia Immortal Master who was born in a famous family and entered the jade plate, even if he is a wild cultivator, wherever he goes to the Seven Realms Yuan Infant Realm, he is also called an earth immortal by the stars and the moon, and the front and back hugs are very pompous.

Bai Chuan thought that this thigh-hugging task should also be a reward given by the chicken according to his own momentary luck, and he didn't think about it anymore, according to the original number of ways in his heart.

Everyone is begging for life, why should women bother men, and after figuring this out, it suddenly became clear that it was no longer the sad look just now.

The two of them came to the edge of this stone bridge, just to find the stupid monk they met here some time ago, in fact, they were also curious, although this Buddhist family has the starvation of an ascetic monk to do penance, but how many days can this person endure without eating or drinking, he was still thinking about it before coming, and when the time comes, don't see a skinny corpse.

Fortunately, after the two came, they could still see the little monk sitting under the tree by the stream by the stone bridge.

His eyes were sunken and withered, and his handsome skin looked dirty and shabby because he had not eaten or drunk for many days, and his clothes were ragged, and he was really afraid of dying suddenly and violently.

Bai Chuan and Guan Er ran to the little monk's side, sat down casually, thinking that the fasted monk couldn't eat meat and bought some vegetarian food.

It's just that the little monk is still staring intently at the stone bridge, like an old monk in a fixed place.

Bai Chuan looked at the little monk, obviously he hadn't eaten a drop of water for many days, and the whole person was lifeless, and he couldn't help sighing, and he didn't know what he was doing like this.

"Little monk, I'm coming to see you again. Don't blame my brothers for not being authentic, na, I bought you some vegetarian food, so you can eat a few bites, so you don't have to starve yourself to death. ”

The little monk seemed to realize that someone was coming next to him, twisted his neck with difficulty, glanced at it, and made a dry and hoarse voice,

"It's a pleasure to see the two donors again, don't come unharmed. ”

But he avoided the vegetarian food in front of him, and even though the two of them had been advised many times, he only shook his head and did not eat, so he had to give up.

"Little monk, we can be regarded as brothers and sisters who have been hungry, rained and cold, and a few days ago we just racked our brains to fill our stomachs, and we still don't know your Dharma name. ”

Seeing that the two of them were sitting next to him to look at the stone bridge, the little monk finally withdrew his gaze, blinked, and played Buddha's hand.

"The little monk is asking for difficulty. ”

It's just that I'm really a little weak.

Bai Chuan said with a smile: "Asking for difficulty, little monk, I didn't say it, your master really didn't take the Dharma name, and it was difficult to ask for difficulties, could it be that he really made up his mind to let you taste the difficulty of starving to death on the edge of this stone bridge? ”

The little monk grinned rarely, revealing quite white and neat teeth, but his smile was quite bitter.

"The Buddha also cut meat to feed the eagle on a hunger strike to realize the law, the little monk is a profound Dharma, and he is just seeking enlightenment in his heart. ”

Bai Chuan patted the little monk on the shoulder and said with a smile,

"May I ask the master, what kind of obsession do you realize? I look at you this look is wrong, Buddhism pays attention to a six pure roots, the law is not to seek anything else, according to me, master, your eyes are very similar to the crazy man and woman, stupid and stupid and other sweethearts' grudges, could it be that the master does not chant the scriptures and does not seek the Buddha, is it not possible to like a woman?"

Buddhism shaved believers, for the lust of the six desires is the most jealous, originally thought that this little monk would deny it, but unexpectedly the little monk turned his head and winked at Bai Chuan,

"The white donor's discerning eyes, the little monk is really puzzled by the lust, the donor is so wise can he solve the confusion in the little monk's heart. ”

stared at Bai Chuan with a serious face, and his feelings were sincere.

Unexpectedly, this little monk who looks demented is also very frank and straightforward to complain that he is trapped by love, which is also a rare outlier among devout Buddhist believers.

Originally, it was just a joke, but it really caught Bai Chuan off guard, rolled his eyes and smiled,

"Little monk, your six roots are not pure, why is your master relieved to let you go out, isn't it hurting you, tell me, is it a native monk from the continent of our hundred laws, or a monk from afar from the continent of Shilian. ”

"I don't know if there is a difference between this native monk and the monk from afar. ”

"Of course, the difference is big, the continent of the hundred laws has always been Confucianism as orthodoxy, pro-Taoism and away from Buddhism, my old man said, this local monk, most of them do a look, the righteousness of Buddhism is off topic, to put it bluntly, it is some fake monks, what about the monks from afar, a little better, at least the surface of the kung fu to do home, behind the scenes is not a fly camp dog. ”

This remark is unsightly demeaning to Buddhism, one of the three religions, but it is also quite like what Old Man Bai said, who made Old Man Bai so virtuous on weekdays, and he was friendly to Buddhism, but when it comes to Confucianism and Taoism, the words are even more extreme.

Guan Er muttered beside him: "Brother, Old Man Bai really said this, why haven't I heard it." ”

Bai Chuan lost his eyes and told Guan Er to shut up, of course these words were not said by Old Man Bai, but Bai Chuan likes to mingle between tea and wine shops, and he likes to listen to those people of the three religions and nine streams blowing conch, these are just hearsay.

Unexpectedly, the monk who asked for difficulties was also very good-tempered, and secretly recited Amitabha, but he didn't refute it.

"The little monk is indeed the monk who came from afar, I didn't expect to hear such a point-to-the-point opinion from Bai Shi in this town, it was like an enlightenment and suddenly realized......

"Stop, stop, how long has the little monk not been with you, I'm afraid that you'll really become demented if you sit here stupidly." ”

The little monk shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The little monk traveled all the way from the Continent of Liberation Lotus to the Continent of Hundred Laws, and what he saw and heard was exactly the same as what Master Bai said. ”

Bai Chuan couldn't imagine that the nonsense he heard from the market really made this little monk from the continent of Shilian have such a big feeling, and they all said that the folk Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon was true, but he didn't want to sit here with this little monk to discuss the lineage of Buddhism.

"Little monk, let's talk about the girl you like, why don't you go to her and sit on the edge of the stone bridge all day. ”

"Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. The little monk couldn't understand it, so he sat here stupidly. ”

Guan Er has hated reading and learning since he was a child, and the mysterious Buddha is like guessing dumb riddles, so he can't help but ask directly: "Monk in difficulty, how much do you like that girl." ”

He is a rough man and a mud-legged martial artist, how can he have the mind to drop the bookbag with the little monk, it is better to ask directly.

The little monk immediately changed his face to seriousness, and said word by word: "Love is hard to give up." ”

Guan Yun scratched his head, "Since you can't give up your love, why do you just stare at the stone bridge?"

However, at this time, the little monk straightened up and swept away the frustrated look of hunger and hunger, and the whole person was faintly angry.

"May the Buddha beg for mercy, ask for trouble and be incarnated into the stone bridge, and then be blown by the wind for five hundred years, exposed to the sun for five hundred years, and rained for five hundred years, but ask the beautiful woman to walk through this stone bridge again. ”

Every word is deeply meaningful.

Shirakawa frowned when he heard this,

"At that time, that woman will only pass by, but monk, you are destined to only stay with the wind and rain, give up your life and abandon the Tao, and be willing to suffer from love calamity, why bother. ”

"How should the little monk deal with himself? ”

"Little monk, if you no longer sit on the side of the bridge, muster up the courage to find that woman, meet you, although you pour out your love, the confusion in your heart will be solved, why bother to rest on your laurels and be trapped here. ”

"The Buddha has a cloud: all love will be, impermanence is rare for a long time, life is more fearful, life is in danger of morning dew, from love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from the beloved, worry-free and fearless. Didn't the Buddha give you the answer a long time ago? ”

"From love to sorrow, from love to fear. ”

The little monk who asked for difficulties in the Dharma recited words in his mouth, and kept repeating this passage of Buddhism.

As if in a daze, the whole person began to shake his head, just when Bai Chuan and Guan Er thought that this little monk who was trapped by love really burned his head because of this, I saw that the little monk suddenly stood up, put his palms together, and whispered,

"Amitabha"

He walked toward the stone bridge.

The little monk thought he understood. ”